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Today I was up at five.
Yesterday five thirty.
six the day before.
Does this mean I have to get up at four thirty tomorrow?
not that i'm obsessed with patterns or anything... just wondering.
speaking of being obsessed. I watched a movie that had a write up on the cover that far exeeded the movies potential for greatness. It was French (problem number one). It claimed to be a gripping phsycological thriller that kept you gasping. Promises unfullfilled. I did, however release one gasp. A man cut his own throat mid-sentence. it caught you completely off guard. then the rest of the movie was a total drag. It didn't even have music in the background. and my phsycie was not thrilled. just board. and then it just ended with absolutely no resolution and a trillion unanswered questions. so i watch the directors interview to try and see if there was a reason i felt so frusteratedly confused. he said "i hate those writers and directors that presume to be able to tell you all the story".
what?
isn't that supposed to be the point? I can understand cliff hangers and seed-planting mysteries. but even then they mostly have some sort of substance to stand on. not this guy's "story", though. it was as pointless as mardi gras beads when it's not mardi gras.
so basically i say that you should enjoy telling people stories and painting pictures and leading them to conclusions they may not have come to on their own if you want to choose to write and direct. that seems to be the idea behind wanting to write and direct.
if you didn't want to leave the viewer with a more informed view, or at least entertained, then why don't you get a job as a writer for Bop magazine? even that is slightly entertaining.
so, basically, don't go rent CACHE'. I give it two emphatic thumbs down.
if you've ever seen "coffee and cigarettes" you have a slight idea of how this movie unfolds. it doesn't. that's how. there is no unfolding to be done. LA-AME.
ps. sorry if this is your favorite film. but if it is i have a feeling you're faking it and you really like tommy boy better.
Today I was up at five.
Yesterday five thirty.
six the day before.
Does this mean I have to get up at four thirty tomorrow?
not that i'm obsessed with patterns or anything... just wondering.
speaking of being obsessed. I watched a movie that had a write up on the cover that far exeeded the movies potential for greatness. It was French (problem number one). It claimed to be a gripping phsycological thriller that kept you gasping. Promises unfullfilled. I did, however release one gasp. A man cut his own throat mid-sentence. it caught you completely off guard. then the rest of the movie was a total drag. It didn't even have music in the background. and my phsycie was not thrilled. just board. and then it just ended with absolutely no resolution and a trillion unanswered questions. so i watch the directors interview to try and see if there was a reason i felt so frusteratedly confused. he said "i hate those writers and directors that presume to be able to tell you all the story".
what?
isn't that supposed to be the point? I can understand cliff hangers and seed-planting mysteries. but even then they mostly have some sort of substance to stand on. not this guy's "story", though. it was as pointless as mardi gras beads when it's not mardi gras.
so basically i say that you should enjoy telling people stories and painting pictures and leading them to conclusions they may not have come to on their own if you want to choose to write and direct. that seems to be the idea behind wanting to write and direct.
if you didn't want to leave the viewer with a more informed view, or at least entertained, then why don't you get a job as a writer for Bop magazine? even that is slightly entertaining.
so, basically, don't go rent CACHE'. I give it two emphatic thumbs down.
if you've ever seen "coffee and cigarettes" you have a slight idea of how this movie unfolds. it doesn't. that's how. there is no unfolding to be done. LA-AME.
ps. sorry if this is your favorite film. but if it is i have a feeling you're faking it and you really like tommy boy better.
posted by emily harrison at 3:13 PM
1 Comments:
That's what I'm talking about!!!
Rest in Peace, chris f. you genius.
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